Flight

Short, boring but last one! Got up, tried to and failed miserably at an attempt to clean the room, it was still a great big mess. We left all the dollars we had left and went down. The line for the taxi was even longer than our hallway, so we got a Limo, why not right, it's Vegas? We arrived at the airport in style, ate some food together and got to our flight. The goodbyes weren't as passionate and upbeat as you would expect as everybody felt the same way, we were done, broken, shattered and messed up. We felt exactly like you are supposed to feel after a week of Vegas, done.